Category: Hate

This poem was previously published on my column on Feminine Collective. Darkness has fallen. The winds, they blow strange. The devils we know have all changed their names. They have coloured their faces, these heathens without shame, all pointing corrupt fingers, all deflecting the blame. They kill our time breathing upon life’s precious things, taking … Continue reading Keep One In The Chamber

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I'm sitting outside....gazing at the night sky....counting stars....I’ve always had a love affair with them....it’s quiet....except for the crickets....and this large dog on the other side of a fence barking at me....I bite back dammit....this makes me think also I'm actually a little excited for my nervous breakdown....I’m only half joking about this.... mainly because … Continue reading Let It Burn – Jason King

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I have nurtured the seeds of resistance planted in my bones long ago. Roots grown swift and mighty, a solid foundation of iron stands me firm and holds me true. Vines of resilience climb the length of my spine-straight. Blooming down arms of hope and hands of peace, raised in wait, to … Continue reading Winds of Change

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Absolutely amazing. This is exceptional. I live in a place where people say “faggot” as causal as one would say, “hello.” A passing respectful nod from a stranger is common, although just under his brea… Source: The Ugliest War of You

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I hear it spewed from the loud mouths spit-slicked with the hate I was born with, “I’d see him dead before I saw him a faggot.” I see clenched fists raised high, scarred from years of cuffs and, I will eat your young! but now, “Jesus!” as fists come down to pummel his wife again. I … Continue reading Twisted Sins

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We spend our time swaddled in self-righteousness, being outraged at the outrage of others, laying blame at the feet of everyone but ourselves. Aren’t you tired of casting stones, or just afraid that if you stop, you may have to catch a few?